Book Work

One

I guess you could consider me a nerdy girl. With my constant need of a new book every couple of weeks. And my job at the music/ book store. My long brown hair, always pulled into a ponytail. And my green eyes, were hidden behind the lens, of my very big glasses.

Im into those cheesy classic romance novels. I also read horror stories, along with thriller. I cant stand the movies, they are nothing like the book. And they're too clichè. My mother wants me to be all girly girl. Preppy, as you would say. But theres no way in hell I would act that way. Im too shy, and have to many scars by family, it makes me self conscious.

My alarm clock beeps, saying how i should get up. I realised how today is my seventeenth birthday. And this is not any normal birthday. Im not exactly human. Im a were wolf one hundred percent. I just have a human form. When a female an a male wolf turns a certain age. They find their mates.

That one person, that was destined for you. With them you feel on top of the world. Loving you for you, your scars, beauty marks, stretch marks, every little imperfection on your body, they adore it. You cant live with out them, you see, when your rejected. Your wolf becomes depressed and gets ill, and soon passes. You, yourself gets sickly ill, and will die, of a broken heart. Or, the moon godess will bless you with a new one.

Now, getting out of my thoughts. I tiredly make my way out of my cozy bed, to get ready for school. I take a hot steamy thirty minute shower, pulling on my under garments. Brushing my teeth and hair. Hair into a pony tail. I settle on a flowery top, grey skinny jeans, and my leather jacket. Along with my white vans.

I am soon speeding down the street to school, in my black pickup truck. I am noticing how most of the girls are gathered around a tall, well built guy. Huh. New bait for the school whores. When i pull up, people stop and stare. And, Mr. Hunky is staring to. Maria, my wolf howls with joy at the sight of him. I get out, and am soon met with the scent of mint and strawberries.

Our eyes lock. And i am in a trance at those brown orbs. He looks to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. And he has a small stuble of facial hair growing.

Taking a step twords me, looking deep into my eyes and growls;

"Mine."
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